Land of song say the Warrior Bards
Though all the world betrays thee.
One sword, at least, Thy Rights Shall Guard,
And one faithful harp shall praise Thee.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

So I'm talking to my Mom

on the phone during the basketball game last night and she says "I was talking with Patricia last night, and she asked about you. I told her you were still single and said that you just hadn't found the right woman yet."

I told her "Mom, you have it backwards. I'm always finding the right woman. That's the problem. It's the problem now, and was the biggest problem when I was married. Let's just watch the game, OK?"